To Crater Bay
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 14 Aug 2019 23:57
To Crater
Bay
The first time we were
anchored in Hellville we heard a knock and Bear went to chat to a local who
wanted to trade. I shouldn’t get embroiled trading in
pigeon French-cum-Malagasy. For a big piece of rope and forty pence
he secured a pineapple, two pawpaw and a bunch of bananas. I would call that a
success. This morning the same chap came back.......the banana bunch huge,
spookily a pineapple and two pawpaws. No rope and he had to be dissuaded from
taking a shine to my fishing lure. Four pounds, so I
didn’t do so well this time. I thought it was fine if you take an
average of the two trades..........
Engine on at nine, I had to run
Beez forward a bit as Bear fought with the very, very well dug in
anchor. Still fascinated by the local girls and the
expert way they are handled. A crew member is sitting on a plank holding out the
sail.
We passed a couple
of big girls.
Weha
Schulah busy unloading as we went by.
Advice came through the other day
that maybe the autopilot would play nice and work if we did a chartplotter update. 734 megabytes was too big to load on
the 3g signal at Sakatia Island so I woke Bear at two thirty this morning (free
time after eleven pm) as it needed to be done direct, I had tried to do it via
my laptop and got nowhere. Done and dusted and settled back to sleep ready to
try this morning. I was skeptical as Beez was heading the right way but
facing the wrong way........ Bear did several circles to recalibrate the
compass, pressed the autopilot and ........no. Still on the list to be sorted
then. Hand steering for the six miles to the blue cross in Crater
Bay.
Without warning the blue direction
arrow grew a dotted line, only for a few
seconds.......
A heavily laden
local.
Crater Bay,
we headed right and anchored at the edge, in shallow water.
I enjoyed watching a variety of fishing vessels when Bear went to pick up the
fridge man. Talk about Comedy Is Us. We moved to Hellville to get Richard to fix
the big fridge and he wanted us in Crater Bay. Bear rang when we arrived and
where was Richard, yes, in Hellville...... Even funnier, shortly after we
anchored in Crater Bay the mobile rang. It was the DHL office telling us our
parcel had arrived – in Hellville..... (Thank you Virgin for sending a card
reader to us, needed next month for signing in to on-line banking).
An hour later
Richard and his colleague
were rummaging and it was a little odd to see a
flame.
Within minutes the office desk was
demolished and ‘stuff’ was strewn. The lounge as always takes on the bomb-blasted look when work
is ongoing. The men removed the fridge plate fairly certain that the big waves
en route to Madagascar had dislodged a bit of rust or debris that now blocked
the works. Bear took the men back to shore where they blasted high pressure air
around the maze of refrigeration pipes. We enjoyed boiled eggs for a late lunch
and back the chauffeur went to return the men. Richard asked that we cross our
fingers. Fitted and re-gassed, switched on and yay, cold to the touch in
seconds. Fifty four pounds handed over and I was able to put half the load in to
cool. Overnight to settle and I can put everything else in. Bear gets cold beer
and my carrots will be joyous.
Bear taking the lovely chaps back to shore one last time.
Our scenery
looking away from the anchorage.
One of the girls
from this morning came in to anchor at dusk. Great excitement on Beez
this evening – other than having a cold fridge – we received confirmation and a
booking number from the Victoria and Alfred Marina in December, Cape Town here
we come.......
ALL IN ALL A GOOD STEP
FORWARD
GREAT TO GET SOMETHING
FIXED |